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this comp was assembled as a support fundraiser for CAPR (nopoliticalrepression.wordpress.com) when a federal grand jury was convened to investigate autonomous political organizing in the Pacific Northwest. Several subpoenaed witnesses were coercively incarcerated for months at a time when they refused to testify before the Grand Jury.

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Shell-shocked I’ve been through protest warzones
Got battle-scars on my mind & more than a few broken bones
hit with night-sticks til I’ve bled spoken poems
Left in the cold and froze, STILL it ain’t over though
Don’t switch sides, Hit the front-lines, get off the ropes
The going gets rough, I’ll get tough, won’t just blow smoke
Put my body on the line, it’s do or die, blow the chrome at those hording dough til the overthrow
While Suits & Ties, rule and divide,
Whose got control of ya mind, you decide
I’m Risking life and limb for my beliefs
Never give up, never give in to corporate cannibal schemes
Defend the mountains, the seas, the animals, the trees
Fight for the poor, pigs closing the door, we’re demanding the keys

Hook:

STAND UP, for what you believe in
WAKE THE FUCK UP, we spent too long sleeping
SPRAY EM UP, WALL STREET [THIEVES] LEFT US BLEEDING
BREAK THE HAND-CUFFS, STEAL BACK YOUR FREEDOM

Verse 2:

I’m a man of integrity,
I won’t just let it be
We don’t hang together,
We’ll hang separately,
For revolt, I got the recipe
fight back collectively,
in the open and clandestinely
Outspoken til the death of me
Ya choking,’ Give the rich a vasectomy
Soak em, since they hijacked the necessities
Stole our lasting legacy,
aimed at our backs with weaponry
Left us to freeze horrendously
Shortened our life expectancy
Destroy self-esteem to control us mentally,
In the streets, on the job… or in the penitentiaries
We’ve been getting robbed… for mother-fuckin centuries
Once upon a time, we overthrew kings and dynastys
Now corporate tyrants rule behind the scenes quietly
They buy off politicians, and crush movements violently
Every dollar we give em, funds financial piracy,
They prey on passivity, twist the knife and fire me
Silence is complicity when the accrue property privately,
…no room for accountability…
They bury our urgency in the tomb of stability
So consumed with security ya hand over ya liberty
Free yaself from mental slavery, resist physically
The rich won’t surrender wealth willingly
toss the nobility in a guillotine, for their tyranny

Hook:

STAND UP, for what you believe in
WAKE THE FUCK UP, we spent too long sleeping
SPRAY EM UP, WALL STREET [THIEVES] LEFT US BLEEDING
BREAK THE HAND-CUFFS, STEAL BACK YOUR FREEDOM

Verse 3:

I’m a black block militant,
Wild, & free-spirited
A hell raising, Maverick, and a drastic lyricist
They’ll call me crazy and savage cause I’m passionate and serious
An outcast inverting the fascist pyramid
A different cast of characters,
Pushing the master’s narrative
Don’t trust the markets heartless math we’ve inherited
I’m a truth-teller, a warrior, a rebel, why they fearin this
I’m peerless, it’s blowback, spitting hard facts
Gotta think fast, theres a target on my back
Monopoly has spread, so I’ll go father than the rest
cause
Property is theft, so now your martyrs are dead
Business is government, governments a business
Nothing left,
but a gun to our head
and a rope around our necks
Use our fear of violent death
To rule us till our dying breath,
I won’t stay silent in check,
I cheat the reaper laugh in death’s face,
Even when getting dragged to an early grave,